Endless Murder: Death Trial Thriller Reincarnation

"I've heard that, didn't it say that the trial took place in the two countries of China, Myanmar and Myanmar? Aren't there no other countries?"

"Damn, I'm inexplicably a little excited. Has the god of death really come to the kimchi country? That is to say, will the perverted criminal Han Fei be tried?"

Many demonstrators stopped discussing immediately.

With a hint of excitement in their hearts, they all turned their heads.

Looking at the arrogant Han Fei in the yard.

It seems that everyone has such a deep expectation in their hearts.

[[-]-second countdown to death trial]

【Nineteen Eight...Three Two One】

"Zizzizi..."

Swish.

The live broadcast room of many people and their mobile phone screens suddenly jumped.

At this moment, everyone's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

An inexplicable sense of great excitement floated out of my heart.

The camera shown on this screen is exactly the courtyard where Han Fei lives.

At this moment.

Han Fei stood viciously in his yard with a knife in his hand, cursing at the surrounding crowd.

But what also surprised Han Fei.

There were a bunch of demonstrators around just now, throwing feces, spitting, and cursing.

At this moment, they took pictures with their mobile phones.

He also stared at Han Fei with a very strange look.

Han Fei gritted his teeth, and was about to open the door and go out to drive away the crowd by cursing.

suddenly!All the street lights a hundred meters away around the building where Han Fei lived, as well as the lights in the house were turned on.

They all began to "Zizizizi..." flickering.

Even in the air, there seemed to be a faint red breath.

The crowd of demonstrators and anchors from all walks of life began to be puzzled, and all opened their eyes to see the strange street lights and strange atmosphere.

Suddenly, I saw a black card from the highest part of the sky, gradually falling down.

This card exudes a thick black atmosphere.

As if he was being actively controlled by someone with his thoughts, after floating down, he stopped in front of Han Fei.

The black breath card is constantly spinning in the air.

After the card stopped spinning for an instant, everyone could see it.

On the card was written two bloody characters: Judgment!

Han Fei was angry.

He threw the big knife in his hand towards the black card in the sky.

"Who the hell played a prank on me? I killed you."

The knife flew towards the black card in an instant.

Yet at this moment.

When the knife was only ten centimeters away from the black card.

Just hear a pop.

The knife made of steel was blown to pieces inexplicably, without any traces or signs.

Many spectators standing outside were also stunned.

The cold and hoarse voice of Qin Ye, the judge of death, came down from the sky.

【Han Fei, I want to play a game with you.Live or die is your choice]

【You have been doing bad deeds since you were a teenager. You always think that you have been punished for what you did. Don't you know that the shadow left on the victim is a lifetime】

【You use your cleverness and cheating to fight against the law, then today I will give you a real trial】

The judge's voice stopped abruptly.

So Han Fei doesn't know what this death trial is?
He stood in the yard, glaring at the black card.

"Who the hell? Who is playing a prank? Who is projecting in 3D? I'm going to sue you, I'm going to sue you!"

"If I find out, I will kill you, I will kill you"

With a swish, the black card floating in the air suddenly burst into flames inexplicably.

The flame showed a violent bright red color, illuminating the entire courtyard in an instant.

After three seconds.

The black card was reduced to ashes.

With a gust of wind floating in the air, it disappeared without a trace.

The many demonstrators outside the fence and the many viewers in front of the kimchi country's live broadcast room did not dare to show their atmosphere.

Their eyes were round, staring at the trial screen.

For fear of missing this historic trial scene!
Then Han Fei scolded for a while.

He turned around directly, picked up a big brick and threw it directly into the sky.

"Who made this 3D projection screen in my house? I'll smash it for you."

Bang!The brick fell straight down.

It hit Han Fei on the head.

He immediately lay down on the ground and passed out.

And at the same time.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment and shock.

Han Fei suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Zizzizizi..."

A snowflake screen appeared on the screen.

It only lasted for three seconds, and suddenly jumped.

Han Fei woke up on the sofa at home in his pajamas.

As soon as he sat up, he touched his head, which seemed to be slightly hurt.

He remembered if there was a prank last night?
He was hit on the head by a brick, and he couldn't remember what happened after that.

He thought he must have entered the room by himself, slept on the sofa, and just woke up now.

Han Fei suddenly felt something and lightly touched his left head.

He reached out and touched his head.

Nothing!
However!now.

The [-] million viewers of China, Burma, and Kimchi saw this scene in the live broadcast room.

I saw Han Fei sitting on the sofa, but there was a man wearing a clown mask standing behind him.

The man had a white mask and a long nose that was as round and red as Mickey Mouse.

He stood behind Han Fei, expressionless, and kept making movements.

He held a plastic spoon less than ten centimeters long in his hand.

Just using very light, very small force, gently tapping on the back of Han Fei's head bit by bit.

To the audience, the voice and the movement seemed to be scratching the surface.

When seeing this scene, the audience was puzzled.

"I'm from Kimchi Country, can someone from Huaxia Kingdom explain it to me? What's going on here?"

"The trial of the god of death usually takes the sinner to this illusory world for trial. The clown behind here took a spoon and tapped Han Fei's head lightly. I don't know what I'm doing?"

"Can this spoon kill? Why not a knife?"

"You know what a fart, try to think about it yourself, if you take a knife, you will kill him with one knife. But if there is a spoon, knocking lightly on your head, what do you think? How would you like to feel?"

"Fuck, as you put it. If you just knock me 100 times, I can still bear it. If you keep knocking, I can't imagine it!"

Han Fei patted his head everywhere with his hands.

He even turned around and looked behind him vigorously.

But he couldn't find anything, anyone at all.

But the strange thing is that there always seems to be something knocking lightly on his head.

That thing is extremely soft, like a plastic spoon.